Robin didn't even feel pain as he punched
Gisborne. When Much became aware of his surroundings
he immediately sat up, regretting it instantly as his head gained at
least five pounds in weight. He turned to see robin and Little John
watching him. Guy heard the accusations from Hood as soon as he got
a hundred yards away. He smirked and positioned his men around the
forest for when the inevitable happened.
Robin, no! I swear I didn-
Over and over he threw
them, over and over Gisborne couldn't avoid them.
I've had enough
of your lies, Allan!
He pushed Gisborne closer to camp- he was
extremely groggy and would never remember the route.
Robin please
I-
The man in front stumbled as the force of the smaller man's
anger was thrust upon him.
Go back to your master like a good
little dog.
Before any time had passed, Robin of Locksley found
himself pushing Guy of Gisborne into the outlaws camp.
...Like a
good little dog...
"You were right, Much. I'm sorry." Right? About
what, not that I'm complaining but, what? "I never thought he would
lead them to the camp." Is he talking about...
"Robin, are you
talking about Allan?" He looked up at Little John who gave a small
nod. "but he didn't." Heads raised.
"What? But
Gisborne-"
"Yes, Gisborne was here, with guards. But Allan did
not bring him." immediately he saw looks of concern and guilt
washing across the men's faces. "where... where is Allan?"
As
Little John and Robin looked at each other they suddenly knew and
began reaching for their weapons with haste.
"We have to go.
Now!"
"run back to your
master like a good little dog."
"robin I-"
"go." Guy
heard sounds of what he took to being blows exchanged.
"robin,
please, listen to me- if you-"
"I said GO!" another blow was
given and sure enough allan a dale came flying out of the camp with a
bloodied face. He ferociously scrubbed at his face with his sleeve,
trying to remove all evidence of what just took place, as the leaned
against a tree and cried, his chest heaving. Guy took this as his
opportunity and grabbed the skinny man's wrist, twisting it until he
heard a crack. It may have been the shock that broke Allan a Dale-
nobody knows, but it was at that moment he quickly lost consciousness
and fell backwards into Guy, his head lolling. Guy quickly pushed him
to the ground and called to his guards.
"Take him back to the
castle. Wait for me there." oh yes. He would enjoy this
